Between Breaths November 12, 2014November 12, 2014 ~ Splendid Empress Listen! We could be an opera if we tell it right. That night we first kissed — in the telling, remember the tree on the hill and say: “In the dark the moon followed us home.” But you wouldn’t let me keep it. AdvertisementShare this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
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Love this poem! 😄👏👏
Thanks Maria! Glad to hear that 😉
Are we on the same wave length or what? Romance, the moon, a song…Nice
Same wave length indeed! I just read yours, love the butterflies and especially “moonshimmer.” Must steal that someday 😉
Ah, love is but a dream….
Sweet poem! But I’m glad you didn’t keep the moon : )
Also, love the line ‘we could be an opera’.
Thank you so much!
Love this! The imagery is sublime.
Thanks, Susan. Love that word “sublime.” 🙂
Aww I love the moon references. And that picture is perfect for this piece. Nice!
Thank you, Jen.
Thank you for commenting!
This is beautiful, Sorry I missed reading it, but glad that I came back – reading two grids can be tricky!
“We could be an opera/ if we tell it right.” such a powerful line!
Lush and evocative. Beautifully done!
Thank you, Tina.
Hi SE, I think you had a fantastic week. Do you mind if I pull from your microstory and your fiction piece this week for the column I write in the Coffeehouse?
Not at all Nate, go for it!
I too missed this the first time around; just not enough hours in the day (Thursdays especially!). This is stunning! I love every word and the feeling it left with me. Glad Nate highlighted it in the coffeehouse 🙂